This is a song about "You dont call back"

Dont say you werent warned

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

Did you call wack, they aint never rollin back,

Or whatever you call it, i dont know, hope its not for a while

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

I dont understand you,

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

Fuck it, maybe i'll call back later

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

They should call the back-up units because they just ruined mine

I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

Dont back off, come on and get bit